ﻛَﻔﻜﻔﺖُ ﺩَﻣﻌﻲِ ﻋﻠﻰَ ﺍﻟَﺬِﻱِ ﻗَﺘَﻞَ ﺍﻟﻬََﻮﻯَ ﺣَﻴًﺎ ﺑِﺴُﻢٍ ﺩﺍﺧِﻞٍ ﻓﻲ ﺿﺎﻣِﺮﻱِ
ﻭَﻧﺴﻴﺖُ ﺃﻥَّ ﺍﻟﻌِﺸﻖَ ﻣُﺮٌ ﻃَﺎﺋِﻞٌ ﻓﻲِ ﺍﻟﻠﻴﻞِ ﻳﺤﻀﻰَ ﺑﺎﻟﺤﺰﻳﻦُ ﺍﻟﻬﺎﺟِﺮِ
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ﻟَﻜﻨَّﻨﻲِ ﺑﺎﻟﺮُﻏﻢِ ﺃﺑﻜِﻲِ ﻋِﻠَﺘﻲِ ﻳﺎﻧَﺒﻊُ ﻓﻲِ ﺍﻷﺣﺸﺎﺀِ ﺟﻒَّ ﻣَﺸﺎﻋﺮِﻱِ
ﺳَﻴَّﺎﻥَ ﻋِﻨﺪﻱِ ﻭﺍﻟﻤُﺪﺍﻡُ ﺑِﻜﺄﺳِﻬﺎ ﻓﻲِ ﻛُﻞِ ﻛﺄﺱٍ ﺃﺩﻣﻊٌ ﻟﻠﺸﺎﻋﺮِ
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ﻳﺎﻭﺟﻬُﻬﺎ ﻓﻲ ﻧُﻮﺭﻩِ ﺃﺧﺬَ ﺍﻟﺪُﺟﻰَ ﻛﺎﻟﺪُﺭِ ﻳُﺒﺮﻕُ ﻭَﻳﻚَ ﻓﻴﻪِ ﺳَﺮﺍﺋِﺮﻱِ
ﺃﺣﺘﺎﺝُ ﻛُﻞَ ﺍﻟﻮﻗﺖِ ﺃُﻣﻀﻴﻪِ ﻣَﻌًﺎ ﻛﻲ ﻳَﻜﺘﻔﻲِ ﺍﻟﺪَﻫﺮُ ﺍﻟﻄَﻮﻳﻞُ ﺧَﻮﺍﻃِﺮﻱِ
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ﻓﻲ ﻣُﻬﺠﺘﻲِ ﺭَﻫﻒٌ ﺭﻗﻴﻖٌ ﺑَﺎﻫِﺮٌ ﻓﻲِ ﻭَﺻﻔﻪِ ﻛﺴﺮﻯَ ﻭَﻧَﻬﺮُ ﺃﺳﺎﻭِﺭِ
ﺣَﺘﻤًﺎ ﺇﺫﺍ ﺻَﺪَﻗﺘَﻨﻲِ ﺻﺎﺩَﻗﺘﻨﻲ ﻻ ﻳَﺼﺪِﻕُ ﺍﻟﻤﺮﺀُ ﺍﻟﺤﻠﻴﻢُ ﻟِﻌﺎﻫﺮِ
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ﺇﻥَّ ﺍﻟﺘﻲ ﻓﻲ ﺳِﺤﺮﻫﺎ ﺫﺍﺏَ ﺍﻟﻬَﻮﻯَ ﻛﺎﻟﺤُﻮﺭِ ﻓﻲِ ﺍﻟﻀﻠﻤﺎﺀِ ﻧﻮﺭٌ ﺑﺎﻫﺮِ
ﻓﻨﻈُﺮْ ﺑﻌﻴﻦِ ﺍﻟﻔﺮﻕِ ﺃﻭﻝَ ﺷِﻌﺮِﻧﺎ ﻣﺎﻟﻔُﺮﻕُ ﺑﻴﻦَ ﺍﻟﻨَﺼﺮِ ﻭﺍﻹﻗﻬﺎﺭِ
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ﻭﺍﻟﻌَﻘﻞُ ﻭﺍﻟﺘﺪﺑﻴﺮُ ﻳَﻐﻮﻱِ ﻭَﻗﺘﻨﺎ ﻻ ﻭﻗﺖَ ﻟﻠﺘﺼﺪﻳﻖِ ﺃﻱُ ﻗﺮﺍﺭِ
ﻭﺃﺗﻮﻕُ ﻳﻮﻡَ ﺍﻟﻌﺰِ ﺭِﻓﻊُ ﺭﺃﻳﻨﺎ ﻭﻳﺰﻭﻝُ ﺑﻌﺪ ﺍﻟﻠﻴﻞِ ﻗَﻬﺮُ ﻧﻬﺎﺭﻱ